Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2001 19:33:30 EST
From: DirtySouthBoi03@aol.com
Subject: Omar and Tyson
I was an outcast at my school. I had friends and all, but I was
still different than the rest of them. I might of looked like them,
standing at 5'11, with black hair, dark brown eyes, maple brown skin, and
an average swimmer's build. I guess you could say that I was different
mentally and emotionally. You see while the rest of the guys lusted after
girls, I've been lusting after the guys. I'm not ashamed of it or anything;
it's just that I'm not ready to come out of the closet yet. The only person
that knows about me is my best friend Tyisha who doesn't seem to care.
She's been real supportive and all, and that's what I need right now. You
see I can tell her anything, and she won't even flinch or make a face of
disgust. I have been through some stuff, but nothing has ever compared to
my senior year at Ocean View High.
We had all been in school for at least three months now, and the school
year was in the midst of its busy atmosphere. It was after school and I was
watching one of the football practices. That was one thing I loved to do.
Watching those boys manhandle each other was a turn-on. I was already
packing a nice sized hard-on in my Tommy Jeans. I was particularly watching
number 27. He was a senior like me, but he was 19. He had a golden brown
complexion, with hazel eyes, wavy black hair, and a body with hard muscles.
He was an Adonis. Tyson was his name, and a beautiful name it is. I've
known him ever since the sixth grade. What saddened me the most, is that
this was gonna be my last year with him. I need to make my move and make it
fast, because time is running out.
Practice went by in no time, and I was left sitting there on the bleachers
replaying the whole scene in my mind. Then all of a sudden a hand tapped me
on the shoulder. I looked up and their Tyson was, just standing there.
"Hey, you're that guy that Mrs. Henderson said we could come to anytime we
needed help, right?" He asked. You can cum on me anytime. Was what I wanted
to say, but that wasn't appropriate. "Um, yeah. I'm Omar. I said holding my
hand out to shake his.
"Yeah, I know who you are." He said while shaking my hand. The only thing I
could do was crack a smile. His hand was big, but soft, and I didn't want
to let go. "Well, um, I need help with some work and I was wondering if
you can come over and help me." He said finally letting go of my hand.
"When?" I asked
"Today. Right now if it's ok with you."
"Um, yeah I can do it today. I don't have anything else to do."
"Ok, great! How are you gonna get there?" He asked
"Um, I do not know. My mom has my car."
"Well, you can ride with me. I can take you home when we're finished." He
said with a smile.
"Ok. Lets go." I said getting up off the bleachers. As we walked to the
car, I could see his ass moving underneath his T-shirt since he was
sagging. I instantly got hard. He couldn't tell though, and I was glad.
We arrived at his house in no time, and walked in. "You want anything to
drink?" He asked going in the kitchen.
"Uh, no thanks. I'm fine."
"Ok, well, just go up to my room. It's the first door on the right at the
top of the stairs." When I got to the room, I walked in and started to look
around. It was a nice size room with a queen-sized bed. The smell of Tyson
was overpowering, and it was intoxicating. The sound of Tyson coming in
startled me, but I was glad to see him. The next thing I knew we were in
the middle of the tutoring session. I could feel Tyson's eyes on me every
time I needed to explain something, and it made me kind of nervous. I
needed my calculator all of a sudden. As I reached into my book-bag, my
arm brushed across Tyson's crotch. I was hoping he didn't notice it, but he
did. I knew he did because I felt his cock get hard. I looked up at Tyson
and smiled nervously, and to my surprise, he smiled back. Then he unbuckled
and unzipped his pants to reveal a black pair of jockey briefs and a line
of black hair trailing up underneath his T-shirt. My eyes popped open. I
couldn't believe what was happening. Then breaking my thoughts, Tyson said,
"Go ahead, whip it out. I want you to." I wasted no time reaching into his
briefs. And to my astonishment he was bigger than I thought. He had to be
at least 7 inches, and he wasn't completely hard yet. "Come on cutie, I
need this." He said running his hand across my face.
That drove me wild, and I was now eager to please him. I ran my tongue
across his piss-slit, tasting his sweet precum. Then I mouthed his cock,
feeling it grow to its fully hard state. He had to be at least 10 inches
and thick as a beer can. I couldn't even fit my mouth around it anymore. I
could only lick up and down his shaft and tease his pinkish-tan mushroom
head. "Oh baby, just like that. Suck my cock!" He moaned. Next I attempted
to mouth his cock again. I was able to get about 2 inches in my mouth. I
couldn't go any further, but Tyson thought I could. He grabbed the back of
my head and started to fuck my face. He managed to get the rest of his cock
into my mouth. I started to gag because of its length. He let up a little,
but started back up again. His hips thrusted forward making his balls slam
into my chin. I grabbed at his smooth round ass and grabbed his cheeks. He
then pulled out of my mouth. "Don't worry, you were great. I got too
excited there. I didn't want to cum too soon." He said wiping sweat from
his brow. The only thing I could do was smile. "Bend over, I want to taste
you."
"Taste me?" I said.
"Just bend over." He said licking his lips. I did what he said and waited.
Then I felt his tongue press against my sphincter. A gasp escaped my
mouth. "You like that don't you?"
"Yeah, don't stop." I said. Again I felt his tongue, and it felt even
better this time. He continued this for awhile. I don't know how long,
because I was in pure sexual bliss. Then I felt his cock at my ass. He
then started to slide it up and down my ass crack. I shivered with the
sensations he was giving me. He leaned forward and started kissing me on
my back. Then I felt pressure at the entrance of my hole.
"Push like you were taking a shit." He said. I didn't know at the time what
the point of it was, but I would soon find out. As soon as I pushed like he
said, his cock popped right in my ass.
"Oooooooohhhhhh shit," I screamed, "Is it supposed to hurt like that?"
"Yeah babe, It'll subside. Don't worry, you'll learn to love it." He
whispered in my ear. After letting me adjust to the feel of his cock, he
started to thrust again. The pain finally went away, and I now started to
enjoy the feel of his cock in my ass. I couldn't help but push back to meet
every one of his thrusts. It was just that good. "Fuck me Tyson, fuck me
hard." I found myself saying.
"Oh, so you like it?" He asked nibbling on my ear.
"Yeah" I moaned.
"You love my cock don't you?"
"Yeah" I moaned again.
"I could stay inside you forever, but I gonna cum soon. I can feel it. Can
I cum inside you baby?"
"Yeah, cum inside me. I need it." I said. Then I could feel his body tense
up. His breaths became shorter, and then volley after volley of cum shot
into my sweet ass. He then pulled and let me suck the last remaining drops
of his man-milk. He grabbed me by the arms and pulled me up. Then his mouth
met mine. His tongue pushed his way into my mouth for a sweet kiss. He
broke our kiss and said, "I want to be with you forever. I've waited a long
time for this, and now I have you. I love you, Omar."
"I love you too." I said kissing him again. You know I never thought this
would happen, and it did. I guess the old saying is right. "Good things
come to those who wait."
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